Chapter Fifty-Six: Yan Ji

When Yan Ji came, Chang'an was sitting at the table drinking tea. Hearing footsteps approaching, she raised her eyes, glanced at Yan Ji coldly, turned her face away, and took a sip of tea, but she didn't realize it.

Yan Ji saw that Chang'an's face was not good, and he was not an acquaintance that her uncle had just said, and she also had some doubts in her heart. She calmed her complexion, pulled the corners of her mouth slightly, and said humbly, "I don't know what to call the girl?" ”

Chang'an shook the teacup in his hand, took a sneer, and got up to greet him, "Shen Chang'an." ”

Yan Ji smiled slightly and bowed, "Miss Shen." ”

Chang'an raised her eyebrows, and her gaze fell directly on Song Yanji's face, as if she wanted to see her whole person through, "It's more appropriate for Miss Yanji to call me Mrs." ”

When Yan Ji heard this, her smile froze on her face for a moment.

Chang'an curled the corners of her lips, a slight cold light under her eyes, she raised her eyebrows and looked at the gambling table around her, and her smile grew, "If Miss Yan Ji doesn't go out of a thousand, can you win a game against me?" ”

Yan Ji was silent for a while, with a slight smile in her eyes, she looked directly at Chang'an, without a trace of fear, "If I win, can Madam tell me what I am doing today?" ”

"Absolutely." After that, the corners of Chang'an's lips gently rippled a few laugh lines.

As soon as this remark came out, it shocked everyone.

The shopkeeper's face was hesitant, so anxious that cold sweat broke down, he unconsciously muttered something in his mouth, and then looked at Chang'an and Yan Ji and sighed non-stop.

This moment can be described as a spectacle that Luo Xiaotang has not encountered for decades - the two women actually faced each other in the court.

Shen Chang'an was dressed in red, scorching peach blossoms. Song Yanji Zishahua is naturally also the best to do.

The surrounding spectators surrounded the gambling table, everyone was happy to join in the fun, and some unknown passers-by also gathered around the door of Luo Xiaotang to watch, wanting to find out. For a while, the inside and outside of Luo Xiaotang were blocked. There was really nothing to do, Chang'an and Yan Ji had to move to the upstairs wing, leaving the shopkeeper and a few small servants downstairs to solicit guests.

Since Shen Changan married Chu Luo, he has also visited all the large and small gambling houses in Lin'an City with him. She made a double bet with Chu Luo, and often won a full house. Over time, she became familiar with a set of rules in the gambling house.

The two of them sat down. Chang'an shook the cup and shook the dice, and the moment she threw it down, she smiled firmly, "It's a big bet." ”

Song Yanji opened her color cup, her expression changed, and she turned to Yan and said, "I lost." ”

Chang'an glanced at her, as if he had already guessed the ending. The two did not bet, and it didn't matter if they won or lost. Chang'an just looked at Song Yanji in silence and had nothing else to say. She stared at Yan Ji deeply, as if she couldn't figure out why Chu Luo liked such a woman.

Although Song Yanji's appearance is delicate and elegant, it is definitely not a captivating city. If you look closely, she has a male face, and she looks a little handsome as a man. Yan Ji's face is full of handsome beauty, and she does not apply powder. There was a chill in her eyes, and her expression was cold and indifferent. is really as clean as ice and snow, but it is also as cold as ice, so that others really don't know whether she is happy or angry, sad or happy, and it is difficult to guess.

Chang An glanced at her contemptuously, his eyebrows slightly crossed, "You know Chu Luo, right?" ”

Yan Ji was stunned for a moment. She condensed Chang'an deeply, and her tone was a little cramped and uneasy, "I have seen Gongzi Chu a few times, but I don't know each other." ”

Chang An sneered in a low voice, "But as far as I know, Chu Luo has a good impression of you, and he often mentions you when he goes back." ”

When Yan Ji heard this, her body and mind were in a daze. She immediately understood Chang'an's identity. Yan Ji's eyes were timid, her fingers were trembling slightly, she tried her best to calm her mind, raised her eyes to look at Chang'an, and smiled as faintly as Yunxiu, "Mrs. Chu is afraid that she has misunderstood." When Yan Ji saw Chu Gongzi, they were all men's clothes, and they were commensurate with brothers, which was definitely not what Mrs. thought. ”

Chang'an raised his face to look at her, his tone was a little impatient, "Do you think you are dressed as a man, and others can't recognize you as a woman?" ”

Yan Ji's eyes rolled, wanting to avoid Chang'an's feverish gaze, and replied to herself, "Yan Ji has only met with Chu Gongzi twice, believe it or not, Mrs. Liberty decides." ”

With that, she got up and left.

"Sit down!"

Chang'an let out a low sigh. She already had a trace of anger on the way here, and at this moment, Song Yanji didn't take her seriously, and wanted to turn around and leave, which really had to make her angry. She, Shen Chang'an, is the only concubine in the saint today, how can she be at the mercy of a little girl?

Chang'an closed his eyes for a moment, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Song Yanji, and said indifferently, "Miss Song, I didn't come to argue with you today, I just wanted to ask some things clearly, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for you to leave like this, right?" ”

When Yan Ji heard Chang'an's words, she felt a little rude, so she sat back again, took a sip of tea, and asked, "If there is anything else Madame wants to know, just ask, Yan Ji must know everything." ”

Everything? Chang'an smiled, she naturally couldn't know everything.

She took a sip of tea, and her lips changed to a more tactful tone, "I don't know Miss Yanji's age?" ”

"Eighteen."

Chang An smiled indifferently, "It's really a wonderful age." Then she asked, "Is the girl interested in someone?" ”

Yan Ji frowned slightly, "Is this what Madame is here to ask about?" ”

Chang An restrained his smile and looked at her compulsively, "You said that you would know everything, so you will answer whatever I ask." ”

Chu Luo's face suddenly appeared in Yan Ji's mind, she deliberately turned her face away, and said in a deep voice, "No." ”

Chang'an lowered his eyebrows and smiled clearly, "When I was your age, I was already married to the prince." ”

Chang'an's sentence was like a colliding piece of broken ice, knocking on Yan Ji's eardrums vividly, she suspected that she had heard it wrong, and asked again, "What did Madame just say?" ”

"I said......" Chang'an just opened her lips, but she caught a glimpse of Yan Ji's face was completely pale and bloodless, she suddenly understood something, and a little smile between the pear vortex rose, and said politely, "The girl doesn't know yet?" ”

Yan Ji didn't answer, and even her body trembled.

"Chu Luo is the former King of Lin'an." Chang'an's eyebrows flew obliquely, and she watched Song Yanji's gaze fade point by minute, with a smug smile, "Now he is the emperor of the dynasty." ”

Yan Ji's whole heart burst open at this moment, she was a little dizzy in a hurry, she shook for a while, and tears were about to fall. Chu Luo, such a familiar name, why didn't she think about this place?

Yan Ji opened her eyes slightly and looked at Chang'an, "Then ...... you"

Chang'an looked at her coldly, and his tone was a little heavier, "I am the emperor's concubine." ”

Yan Ji's brows gradually frowned, and her voice was a little hazy, "You are Concubine Shen......"

The king of Lin'an loved the side concubine when he was in the mansion, the phoenix crown was beautiful, and the red makeup was spread all over the streets to welcome her into the door, and everyone in Lin'an City knew it. Yan Ji was only twelve years old that year, and she followed her uncle to Lin'an and witnessed this scene with her own eyes. The king of Lin'an is suave, and Concubine Shen closes the moon and is ashamed. From that moment on, Yan Ji was deeply convinced that she must marry her beloved, what a joyful thing it should be.

She forcibly held back the sourness in her heart, raised her head and looked at Shen Chang'an, and there was no sense of despair and resentment.

Chang'an was taken aback by her aggressive gaze, her brows were slightly locked, her eyes turned around, and she said coldly, "You know it now, but do you also want to go back to the palace with us to be a noble?" ”

Yan Ji's eyes were as cold as autumn water, and she shook her head sadly and said, "Yan Ji doesn't know that Young Master Chu is the current saint, and it is Yan Ji who has trespassed." ”

Chang'an listened to her words, but the moment when he should have been proud, he suddenly became a little angry, and his tone was immediately unkind, "Miss Song, what happened to the emperor?" ”

Yan Ji was originally stunned in her heart, but when she heard Chang'an say this, her eyes suddenly became sharp, "This is made out of nothing, but don't spew blood!" ”

Yan Ji's sudden change of color aggravated the anger in Chang'an's heart, she slammed the table, stood up and said, "You deliberately bewitched the emperor, you should be punished!" ”

"Then you have to be willing by the emperor!"

Chang'an suddenly changed color, "What did you say?" ”

Yan Ji raised her face, with a hazy and flickering smile, little by little, the smile on her lips became deeper and deeper, "If the emperor wants to take Yan Ji back to the palace, Yan Ji will be obedient." ”

When Chang'an heard this, her eyes were instantly red with anger, and her voice sounded a little terrifying even to herself, "You just said that you have nothing to do with the emperor, but you changed your mind so quickly?" ”

"Since Niangniang thinks so, Yan Ji is understandable." She raised her eyes and raised her eyebrows.

Chang'an's heart seemed to be pressed by a boulder, and he couldn't speak for a while.

For a moment, she looked at Song Yanji's appearance, and suddenly remembered her sixteen-year-old self. She married Chu Luo that year.

When the family heard that she was going to marry King Lin'an, the joy of her mother, the silence of her father, and the worry of her aunt abounded in the world.

She married Chu Luo to be a side concubine.

She also had such concerns, marrying the prince must be equivalent to entering half of the royal family, but just because he is Chu Luo, no matter what his identity is, it doesn't matter anymore.

She only loves Chu Luo, not the prince, let alone the emperor.

When the sedan chair was carried into the door, she was held in Chu Luo's arms, and entered the gate of the Lin'an Palace, under the resentful and jealous eyes of Li Shushen and Zhao Nanyan. Since then, she has been the only one to be favored. Thinking about it now, she was a little scared. Li Shushen is the county lord and Chu Luo's wife. Nanyan has the prince's child, and it is when grace is in its prime. How could she, Shen Changan, be more and more in front of the two of them without fear of heaven and earth, and be so invincible? Maybe it's because she's young and frivolous, maybe she's finally scared after going through so much. So she began to compromise and protect herself, and she no longer had the bravery of Shen Chang'an in the past.

She raised her eyes to look at Song Yanji.

Yan Ji is only eighteen years old, four years younger than her, which is just the right age. She has the chivalrous spirit of the children of the rivers and lakes, and the heroism and courage that Shen Changan has surpassed.

She really looks like Shen Changan when she was young.

When Chang'an thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of kinship from the resentment in his heart. She had nothing more to say, and nothing more to say. The red jade earrings in her ears swept coldly across her cheeks, making her feel only a chill on her face. Chang An stood up, ignored Yan Ji's gaze, and walked away.

She stepped out of the house and reached out to wipe her cheeks, only to notice two long lines of tears running silently down her cheeks.

With a sad smile on her face, she walked slowly downstairs.

The evening fragrance waiting in the lobby was already anxious, and she was also frightened when she saw Chang'an like this. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Chang'an, and asked in a serious voice, "Master, how is it?" ”

Chang'an's expression was indifferent, his face was faintly filled with dazed pain, and he smiled bitterly in his heart, "Everything in the world has its own certainty. ”

Wanxiang listened to Chang'an say this nonsensical sentence, and knew that it was not going well, so she had to sigh slightly and leave Luo Xiaotang with Chang'an.